Just like the cigarettes hurt I guess I'm never gonna learn Just like the whiskey burns, whoa wohoa I am rock and roll, living a life we can only dream of They said that self destruction I stopped below and for along My only home is the bottom of the

Raise the guns At every self made suspicion Build the bombs Corrupt policy's decision Our leaders preach if we disagree We're the traitors of society Burning is a fuse to destruction

Days turn blue to gray Self-destruction Make him function Crayons and clay Your self-destruction Thou have fathered Son and daughter

You of destruction Of hope's deconstruction Innocence is lost when The blood of innocents I never ask myself why injustice befell me Accepted of the fact, Try and live a life of peace

I'm on a roll No self control I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine Don't know what I want That's all that I've got And I'm picking scabs off my face I'm on a mission I made my decision To lead a path of self destruction

The man oppressed will seem to do the worst But with all he possesses self preservation comes first His damnation comes not from burning free As destruction of the poor is their poverty, is their poverty While oppression is the poor man's choice Ah, but

Controlling my feelings far too long They make me Forcing our darkest souls to unfold And pushing us into self destruction Visions of greed you wallow Make me dream your dreams Make me scream your screams Trying to please you far too long